Smell speech, Zhao Wan Xi Zheng Zheng, looking at Tong son a face of grievance stare to oneself, she this is for the little brother fight against injustice!
She looked at the little one again. His head was straight, but she still didn't say a word. Zhao Wanxi was vaguely aware of something. She squatted down slowly -
"what's your name?"
If the pretty little face had thought for a long time, he pointed to the forest opposite, and he wanted to say that his name was the same as the last word.
Tong'er jumped up excitedly, patted her little hand and thought she was smart: "mother, I know. His name is amu."
A kid angrily glanced at her: little sister, you don't speak, no one takes you as a mute!
Zhao Wanxi is more sure that the child can't speak. She just doesn't know whether the child is born unable to speak or has acquired language disorder. If she can ask his parents clearly, maybe she can help him.
"Ah mu, where are your parents?"
Ah Mu! The name came out of the mouth of the beauty, and it didn't seem so bad.
A boy turned his mouth and accepted it. His deep and flexible eyes looked straight at Zhao Wanxi and shook his head.
"Are you lost with your parents?"
Zhao Wanxi frowned, who lost the child, the heart will be anxious.
A boy nodded and shook his head. Could he say that he slipped out quietly? Because he heard that his father wanted to come to the capital, but he refused to bring himself, so he slipped out.
"Well, I'll give you to the bartender. If your parents find you, it's easy to find you."
Zhao Wanxi turned around and walked in front of him. A boy obediently followed him, and his eyes were flexible. He liked this fairy looking sister.
"Don't be sad, little brother. Your parents will find you."
Tong'er's soothing voice comes. She pulls her brother's clothes, but she is very disliked by the other party. The little girl's wronged Dudu mouth is unwilling to get in the past.
A boy looked back at her, but the fierce eyes didn't play a role. The little girl spat her tongue at him and made a face.
Childish!
A kid's eyes are full of disdain, and he rushes to catch up with Zhao Wanxi. He prefers a mature and steady woman like fairy sister.
Zhao Wanxi greets the shopkeeper and orders two good rooms by the way. She leads tong'er upstairs.
After walking several steps, Zhao Wanxi looked back.
A boy with pink carving and jade carving is looking up at her face with smart black and white eyes, and her white hand is holding her skirt tightly.
At the moment when Zhao Wanxi's eyes were opposite, Xiao wa'er grinned cleverly. Her smile was as pure as an angel, completely different from the little Satan just now.
Zhao Wanxi asked tentatively: "you Hungry? "
A handsome little bird lost no time, nodded repeatedly, black eyelashes flickered, a pair of big eyes that could talk made it hard to refuse people, small hands subconsciously pulled Zhao Wanxi's skirt more tightly, for fear that she would flash away in a blink of an eye.
"Evening four, you go to ask the shop boy to prepare some food and bring it up. We are hungry, so let's eat together."
The evening four hasn't answered, some kid's small head even straight point, he is also very satisfied with this answer.
A boy's stomach came cooing. The hungry sound seemed to be contagious, and the little girl's stomach was also cooing.
For a moment, both of them are eager to fill each other's stomachs.